Hype Tape

Ten hours until I land, then my feet in the sand
My knowledge foreknew every plan we planned
From the city where you need a bullet proof headband
New York and beyond they hate this -
I think they gotta case of reverse stock split
Recording from home but I gotta commit
I pull out the bangers and you gotta admit
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, down
Hype up the tape and they play it downtown
My debut hype was what got me the crown
Now I put 'em all down
I secure the bag like some AGT winners
All of my haters get thinner and thinner
They can't admit that they're just some beginners
(They're just some beginners)

Damn, Platinum brand
They all know who I am
My haters think offhand
Their lyrics just bland
Atomic Blonde that shit go crazy
My tape smell as fresh as a daisy
Two albums a year and I've got to admit it
My tracks make Snicket go cricket



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Cox
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